Lyrics

Too much Small talk Shut up What the fuck you on about I'm done, so done I'm at the Fonda on the roof I don't know what the fuck to do I'm way too nervous this is new What the fuck do I say to you Ahhh Cos I had enough I'm going numb Isn't it foggy now Burning my tongue I need to run I'm at the Fonda on the roof What the fuck do I say to do Ahhh Like no one Gets me The bloodshot eyes are on the Gucci It's just blah blah blah blah blah Like what the fuck you on about Wish I was far from anyone My cerebrum ain't exactly turning on I got black lungs I hope my Uber comes I'm at the Fonda on the roof I don't know what the fuck to do I'm way too nervous this is new What the fuck do I say to you Ahhh Cos I had enough I'm going numb Isn't it foggy now Burning my tongue I need to run I'm at the Fonda on the roof What the fuck do I say to do Ahhh Everyone around me are gravestones Chatting for the crowd please Let it go Creeping all around me like Redbone "I'm at the Fonda on the roof" Everyone around me are gravestones Chatting for the crowd please Let it go Creeping all around me like Redbone I'm at the Fonda on the roof I don't know what the fuck to do I'm way too nervous this is new What the fuck do I say to you Ahhh I'm burning my tongue Shattered a drum Don't need the Molly no Missing my mum I need to run I'm at the Fonda on the roof And I don't know what the fuck to do AHHHHHH
Writer(s): Glen Roberts, Richard Fairlie, Noah Breakfast Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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